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I get all giddy thinkin’ ‘bout their grit. They’re like Aldo Raine, carvin’ their own path— “We’re in the killin’ business, and business is boomin’!”—except it’s seduction, not scalps. Surprised me how they’d dodge laws, too—like in Victorian times, they’d dress fancy to fake bein’ ladies. Sneaky, huh? Makes me wanna yell, “R2, you seein’ this?!” Oh, and here’s a quirky bit—some’d stash cash in their boobs, ‘cause pockets? Psh, overrated.

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Then, I decided to stroll through the Takarazuka Garden. It’s so peaceful there. I sat on a bench, just soaking it all in. But then, outta nowhere, a squirrel decided to join me. I swear, it was staring right at me. I was like, “What’s up, buddy? You got any life advice?”

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